I am sitting on my bed burying my head in the books studying for the CFA exam that is coming up in two months. Princess is lying on the bed snoozing away. The rain has been pouring outside and all I could hear is my typing and the rain. I feel a sense of peace.
Things were a lot different when we were in NYC. Princess just hated living there. She was always hiding under my bed, her head was always down. She always had this worry and sad look on her face. I did all I could to help her adjust to city life. I had a dog walker for her, took her to the dog park, sometimes I even woke up before dawn to take her to Central Park to catch the off leash hours in the frigid cold winter days.
But she wasn't happy and that really made me sad. She missed the fresh air, the grass, the trees, the open space and the mountains. She missed being able to look out the window and look for birds, rabbits or any living things running through the backyard.
I came to realize it doesn't matter what I do, I wouldn't be able to give her the happiness she was looking for.
Fast forward to today in Oregon, she is once again a happy happy dog who gets to spend her days looking out the backyard to find birds, golfers, golfers and more golfers to bark at. She is once again the lively dog that I once knew. She loves strolling around the duck pond terrorizing the ducks, chasing birds and enjoy her time outside in the wild.
I feel comforted.
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